“I hate it when he dabs,” grumbled Sparra, “And I’ll lynch him next time he says ‘tho.'”
“Ugh,” laughed Crow.
(#VSS365 & #MicroPrompt, Prompts: Dab & Lynch, 108 characters)
“I hate it when he dabs,” grumbled Sparra, “And I’ll lynch him next time he says ‘tho.'”
“Ugh,” laughed Crow.
(#VSS365 & #MicroPrompt, Prompts: Dab & Lynch, 108 characters)
Ben murmured something incomprehensible as his blood mixed with dried grout. Amy knelt beside the bath, cleaning vaseline off the floor. He knew even if he was found and arrested, he’d be unable to tell them she had the owl.
(#VSS365 & #MicroPrompt, Prompts: Arrested & Grout, 224 characters)
Bouncing up to her parents grave as the crippling feeling of monachopsis returned. But with Earth lost, the Mars colonies were all humans had left.
(#BraveWrite, Prompt: Monachopsis, 147 characters)
“1, 3, 5, 7 and 9 mugged me for my rent money,” sighed Sparra. “I got kicked out, and now I’m taking shelter in a shed.”
“That’s rough,” replied Crow. “The odds are really against you.”
(#VSS365 & #MicroPrompt, Prompts: Shelter & Rent, 184 characters)
As Jim drove the fish up the road, he decided having 17-cans of Red Bull before leaving for work wasn’t the best idea he’d had.
(#VSS365 & #MicroPrompt, Prompts: Fish & Road, 127 characters)
“That machine you loaned me’s still in isolation,” said Sparra, “but he calls me on WhatsApp every five minutes.”
“That’s the problem with pulleys,” replied Crow. “Always the centre of a tension.”
(#VSS365 & #MicroPrompt, Prompts: Isolation & Lend, 195 characters)
He jammed the crowbar into the frame and popped the door open. Once inside, he grabbed a wallet, car keys, and a picture of his wife.
Working from home during self-isolation is easy when you’re a burglar.
(#VSS365, Prompt: Isolation, 203 characters)
“There’s an article in the Telegraph today,” remarked Sparra, “about climbing stairs when you have vertigo.”
“I did,” replied Crow. “It’s a great step-by-step guide.”
(#VSS365, Prompt: Telegraph, 165 characters)
It took one word to make his skin crawl. The second word and his penis began shrinking. A third word fell from her lips, and he wondered how many words were in this spell.
(#BraveWrite, Prompt: One, 172 characters)
Ibiza, ’98. The installation of the foam machines in clubs was on the rise. So were the abductions.
(#MicroPrompt & #VSS365, Prompts: Foam & Club, 99 characters)